July 3, 2011 | Ian Bland | Leave a comment Photo By Jools Thatcher The theme for this week’s JVG Radio Method poem is “ Mad “. Coventry UK: Good afternoon Jon, today finds me back in the Midlands of England and a return to warm beer and indifferent weather which I’m becoming particularly fond of – the beer that is. Saw Nils Lofgren in Northhampton last week, a surprisingly good show, Canadian Devon Sproule at Taylor Johns, and several great local acts at The Nursery Tavern In Chapelfields, including, Kristy Gallacher, Lucy Anne Sale and Wes Finch and the Dirty Band, so I’m not sitting on my backside. Sadly, I believe the Megahertz suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Rockdogs last weekend – all I can say Jon is I hope you can live with yourself! Did your defection come as a shock? A big yes. Am I disappointed? Definitely! But am I mad? Phhh To play this poem directly in your browser – just click the “play” button below: [audio:JVG_Poem20110703.mp3] Also have a listen to the tracks on the new EP “Once We Were Kings Of The World” Once We Were Kings Of The World by Ian Bland Mad Am I getting mad? Who me? Get away! I mean, I get a bit tired this time of day Because I’m not grinning from ear to ear Doesn’t mean I’m mad! Where’d you get that idea? I’m not unhappy, well, I’m not overjoyed Though I wouldn’t exactly say I’m annoyed Testy maybe, grumpy at best Or should that be “at worst”? Oh, give it a rest If I looked hard enough, who knows what I’d find? But I know what isn’t going on in my mind So, no, I’m not mad, and I’m tired of this crap Perhaps a tad tense, but I’m not going to snap I’ll tell you again, you’ve made a bad call There is nothing bothering me at all Alright, a few little niggles that sort of frustrate me A few minor issues that really irritate me The odd thing that constantly needles and grates I am only human, I’ve got my pet hates But no, I’m not angry, go ahead, scoff I’ll add you to the list of things pissing me off Things like Brittney Spiers, Mylie Cyrus Cold sores, Ebola virus Andrew Bolt, Alan Jones The invasiveness of mobile phones Public transport cancellations Sex and age discrimination All forms of fundamentalism Blinkered, fervent, nationalism What passes now for journalism Obsession with celebrity VIP’s, The monarchy Autocracy and anarchy Designer brands, fur and bling In fact just about everything Garish displays of obscene wealth Lack of funds for mental health Arms dealers, and munitions Radio presenters, politicians Sweat shops, Shopping malls Smart arses, know it alls Collateral damage, Cluster bombs Predictive text, Cd roms Al Quaeda, the Taliban The CIA, The Klu Klux Klan Casinos filled with mindless pokies Lip sync and karaoke Paris Hilton, spoiled rotten Bush and Howard, not forgotten All religions, every one The front half of The Herald Sun Flood, drought, famine, war Wine buffs get up my craw “Hint of melon, touch of straw” Budget cuts costing lives Roads choked with four wheel drives Standard of suburban trains Multi national fast food chains Spam and unsolicited material Crap that goes in breakfast cereal Housing prices, rent too dear Cost of living, price of beer Public transport on the skids Advertising aimed at kids Laughable self regulation Public health and education Mass abuse of Human rights “Robin Hood – Men in tights” Racism, nothing new From locals and from migrants too Wages paid to CEO’s Painful, so called, talent shows Barbie, Dora, G.I. Joe I really hate the Adelaide Crows Communism, Fascism Economic rationalism Holes in donuts Muesli with no nuts Pips left in pitted prunes Carob flavoured macaroons Rupert Murdoch’s News cartel Poets – damn them all to hell Any type of line or queues Any body else’s views And every one of you and youse and —— Ah, I see your game! You think I’m a child Push me a bit and watch me get riled But I didn’t get mad, so get off my case Get that microphone out of my face © Copyright 2011 Ian Bland Share this:TweetEmailMoreTelegram